A Tender Heart

Sometimes, having the right heart but the wrong theology can be a real problem (like people who believe all 'good' people go to heaven). But in Amanda's case tonight, I think the Lord saw her heart instead of her child-like theology.

We went geocaching, and one of the sites was at a cemetery. {Side note: every cemetery cache I have been to has been placed tastefully with notes to 'please respect the location' in the description of the cache on the website}. As we were walking, Amanda stopped frequently to straighten or pick up flowers that the wind had blown over. She also picked up flowers that had fallen out of an arrangement and placed them on other graves that did not have flowers. She stopped at one grave marker and asked me what it said. I told her it was the grave of a soldier who fought for the United States in WWII. The words had hardly left my mouth when she clasped her hands together, dropped to one knee right there by the grave and prayed in all sincerity, "Dear Jesus, please let him have a good time in heaven. Amen."

And it made me say a short prayer, too. "Dear Jesus, as she grows up and her theological understanding matures, please let my little girl's heart always stay this tender, may she always show your compassion, and may she always remember You are just a prayer away. Amen."

- Rob